Peerless Forensic Doctor: Leng Wang's Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 127 Yun Xiran Suffered the Cold Again

"Okay, okay..." Aunt Qiao also gritted her teeth with hatred, her hand tightened on the armrest of the sedan chair, "Mother promises you."

It will definitely not make that bitch Yun Xiran feel better!
Changning Pavilion.

Earlier, there was a spring rain outside, and the spring rain, which was as expensive as oil, nourished everything, even the grass growing in the small corner of the garden was moistened and tender green.

Yun Xi ran her chin with her bored hands, leaning on the window sill to look out at the continuous drizzle, gradually drenching the dry space above the ground that was occupied by the flowerpot that Huan'er took all night .

He patted the window sill with one hand and another, beating the little rhythm he was familiar with.

There was a small swing in her previous home, which was placed on the balcony closest to the French windows.

When it rains, I lazily hold a cup of coffee or jasmine green tea, sit quietly on the swing, read a book or play mobile games.

Open the window and let the refreshing breeze with a little bit of drizzle blow over your cheeks.

The icy cool silky feeling is mixed with the unique earthy aroma in rainy weather in spring.

It will make people feel that they have found peace of mind in that flashy and irritating metropolis.

Now it's raining again, there is no swing, no coffee, no mobile games, she can only rest her chin on her hand in a daze, staring out of the window, her lazy hand on the bed clings to the chess pieces, and is hesitant to move.

The chessboard in front of him was still the one that was passed over from Xuanyuan Che before.

The chess pieces are made of black crystal and white crystal, and the chessboard is carved out of the most delicate white jade. Touching it with your hands makes it feel warm.

Not to mention the appearance, the material alone is enough to buy a whole small attic.

Xuanyuan Che is a very rich man.

Yun Xiran was so amazed, she glanced at the endgame on the chessboard, suddenly stretched out her hand, and placed the chess piece somewhere.

"Okay, it's a dead end."

Yun Xiran was bored, and sighed No.30 times.

"Playing chess by myself has no meaning at all. I have a general idea in my mind for the next step, and I will become a dead chess when I play chess."

It has been a whole week since Xuanyuan Che lived in the palace.

I am also lazy these days, not to mention that Xuanyuan Che doesn't want to see me, and she doesn't bother to make fun of herself, and spends all day bored in Changning Pavilion, holding the pile of leftover milk and sipping. .

In the past, I always drank in big gulps, that's because there is Xuanyuan Che, who can provide himself with unlimited free.

but now……

Yun Xiran sighed.

This cold-faced prince felt that he was an eyesore. He came out of the palace for a whole week and lived in the palace all day. "How to implement it?

Yun Xiran pursed her mouth in aggrieved manner, once and for a while, she used her hands to pick some sawdust that came out of the window sill.

He muttered in his mouth: "Why are you still angry..."

It's been a week!

Raising her hand angrily to slap the window sill, she snorted coldly again: "I don't know if I have read the letter I sent, even if I read it, I won't give a single reply! Who is it—"

After moaning and chirping for a long time, Yun Xiran tilted her head and leaned against the wall.

With a low sigh.

"Hey……"

When Song Hui walked into Changning Pavilion, he happened to see this scene.

He called softly: "Princess."

Yun Xiran raised her head and was slightly taken aback when she saw Song Hui standing outside the door, "Your typhoid fever is cured?"

Song Hui smiled wryly from the bottom of his heart, he had suffered such a serious injury before, so he couldn't come out to see others, so he could only secretly tell him that it was because of the relapse of the old injury before, that he had suffered severe wind and cold in spring, and was recently bedridden for recuperation.

This cultivation takes a whole week.

Although he never met Luo Mingxuan who came to "visit" in person, these few days were enough for him to toss about.

After finally recovering from the internal injury, I can't wait to come here.

"Is Princess Fang just playing chess?" Song Hui asked with a smile.

"Well, yes, but playing chess by yourself is quite boring." Yun Xiran replied casually.

When he looked up, he realized that Song Hui didn't hold an umbrella in the drizzle.

"Come in quickly, it's still raining outside."

Song Hui was taken aback for a moment, then his thin lips curled into a warm smile, and he replied, "Okay."

"Young Master Song." Huan'er saluted with a blessing, and handed over the dry towel in her hand.

"Thank you." Song replied and thanked him for taking it.

After wiping off the rain from his hair, Song Hui sat down next to the chessboard, picked up a white piece, and placed it on the chessboard that hadn't been cleaned.

It was originally a dead game of chess, but because of his move, it became interesting.

Yun Xiran was aroused in an instant, she took the time to look over with her head, squinted her eyes for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"It's interesting that you took this step. It was a dead end. If you go like this, although a few white pieces survived, the black pieces will not suffer."

Song Hui smiled shyly when he heard the words. "Song Hui just casually, and has no other meaning."

Yun Xiran was still about to say something, but suddenly felt a rush of blood in his chest, and a little nausea in his throat.

Her pupils shrank, and she subconsciously hunched over and retched.

Song Hui was taken aback by her move, and hurriedly asked, "Princess Xiran? Princess...what's the matter with you?"

Huan'er just walked in with a teacup, but she was also very frightened, she hurriedly put down the teacup and was about to run out to find Xiao Jiao.

Yun Xiran waved her hand, and it took her a long time to stop the retching feeling. She frowned for a while and said, "Maybe it was after breakfast that the wind blowing by the window all morning was just now. , was frozen, irritated the stomach, a little uncomfortable."

Huan'er was confused, "Princess, what should I do?"

"Xiao Jiao has gone to the palace and won't be able to come back for a while. I want to drink some hot water right now. You can bring some over here. By the way, call a doctor to take a look."

Huan'er wanted to say something more, but seeing Yun Xiran's sluggish look, she stopped again.

Just when she was about to go to the small kitchen to pour some boiling hot water, Song Hui stood up and stopped her.

Facing Shang Huan'er's clear pupils with puzzle written on them, Song Hui deliberately lowered his voice, and said softly: "Princess Xiran is feeling very uncomfortable right now, wait until Miss Huan'er runs out of hot water before calling the doctor. It's too late. How about..."

He bowed his hands towards Huan'er in a gentle manner.

"It's better to ask Song Hui to go to the doctor, and Miss Huan'er to pour hot water for Princess Xiran. The two of you can get things done faster. What do you think, Miss Huan'er?"

Huan'er tilted her head and thought, it was also the same reason, then bowed to Song Hui again, and said with a smile: "Then please trouble Mr. Song."

Huan'er hurried to the small kitchen, and Song Hui also left Changning Pavilion after talking to Yun Xiran.

The past few days have been surprisingly hot, basically the heat of summer, but unexpectedly it started to rain early this morning.

Even the heat from the past few days has dissipated a lot.

Aunt Qiao couldn't sleep because of the heat these days, she was stuffy in the room for several days, finally it was cooler today, Aunt Qiao couldn't wait to pull her confidant mother and maids out to get some air.

The delicate flowers in the garden have been moistened by the rain, and they look more colorful, and people can't help but pick one off and decorate it on the temples.

Aunt Qiao felt that the filthy atmosphere of these days had been washed away by the spring rain, which was as expensive as oil, and her whole body was refreshed from the beginning to the end.

She was walking in the garden in a good mood, and Zang's mother was holding an oil-paper umbrella for her.

"Oh, slow down—it's raining just now, the cobblestone road is still slippery, you have to be careful, don't disturb the young master..." Mother Zang kept nagging.

Aunt Qiao responded with a smile, suddenly raised her eyes, and caught a glimpse of the white figure hurriedly walking on the bluestone road.

"Hey, who is that?" Aunt Qiao asked suspiciously.

Mother Zang looked in the direction of her finger.

Walking towards him was a modest and ethereal young man in white clothes, tall and tall, with a gentle smile on his lips, he was as handsome as a gentle and elegant scholar who walked out of calligraphy and painting.

Zang's mother looked away after taking a look, curled her lips in disdain, and said contemptuously: "That was the musician that Princess Xiran brought back from the celebration banquet of His Royal Highness Yu Wang, and it was rumored in the capital for a long time. It is said that our princess Xiran has raised a male pet in Prince Yun's mansion!"

When Aunt Qiao heard this, her face turned pale with shock, she hurriedly glanced at the hurried white-clothed man, and suddenly remembered what Yun Yingyue said in Mingyue Tower.

After a few thoughts, something suddenly appeared in my heart.

"Quickly, send someone to stop him, saying that I have something to ask." Aunt Qiao said hastily.

Although Zang's mother felt very strange, she still led the people there.

After a while, I saw the suspicious-looking young man in white behind Zang's mother, and they came together.

"Young Master Song." Aunt Qiao first smiled softly, showing that she had no malicious intentions.

Song Hui returned the gift in a daze. The woman in front of him was about 30 years old. She had a charming face and was well-maintained. She was dressed in light lavender clothes, and her very protruding belly took up most of the sightlines. .

"This is Aunt Qiao who is Lord Yun's favorite in our Palace of Prince Yun." Mama Zang reminded her beside her.

Song Hui realized it now, and hurriedly bowed to salute. "Song Hui pays homage to Aunt Qiao."

Aunt Qiao smiled and waved her hands, "Get up quickly."

After Song Hui thanked him, he straightened up. Aunt Qiao sized him up for a long while, until Song Hui blushed in embarrassment.

Her eyes deepened, and she suddenly smiled, and said, "Where are you going in a hurry? The road is slippery in this rainy day, and if you don't pay attention, you will stumble. Look at you, you don't even have an umbrella."

Song Hui hurriedly replied: "Song Hui was in a hurry to find the doctor, so he didn't bring an umbrella and walked faster."

(End of this chapter)